The Beginning Ch. 01

As she grew up, Shirley was always a good little girl but she knew she was different. She liked women. She did have a boyfriend and the sex was okay but secretly she wanted to touch and taste another woman. However, she was the good little girl and hid behind boundaries she built for many years.

The day those boundaries began to crumble started only a few weeks after she began college. The daily routine of getting up, going to school, coming home, studying, going to sleep; had been established. This day was no different.

Already a test, she thinks as she reads the literature book.

"Can you give me a hand?"

The question takes Shirley by surprise and she looks up from her desk. Standing before her is a gorgeous young woman. She has trouble listening because she is so attracted to this person but is able to make out that the girl's name. Nancy. Her new roommate.

"I'm sorry to just pop in. I knocked and got no answer. I found that the door was unlocked."

"That's okay. " Shirley points to her book. " When I study, I lose track of my surroundings."

Shirley stands up.

"Now, let me help you " she says and follows Nancy out to her vehicle.

As she helps bring up some boxes she begins to hear about Nancy's life. However, she is lost. She is able to understand that Nancy is a year older than she is and was a good friend with Gina, a fellow student in her chemistry class who recommended Nancy as a fellow roommate, but all she can do is to stare at the woman. Things will be difficult now, she thinks as she wished she could run her fingers through Nancy's long golden hair.

"So what's your major?"

Nancy's question breaks Shirley's thoughts.

"Um... Business. I'm not sure what I am going to do yet."

"Who does, " Nancy lets out a laugh and Shirley joins her.

"Nice laugh, " says Nancy as she sets down the last box.

"Thanks."

The evening progresses slowly for Shirley. She finishes her studies but knows that she had not learned a damned thing. All the time she thought of Nancy.

Because of unpacking, Nancy had gotten comfortable. A real baggy t-shirt and very short shorts. From time to time, Nancy would emerge from her room to get a drink and smile. Shirley would smile back, and Nancy would return to her room. Never had Shirley been so turned on by another person. In school she had lost her virginity to a boyfriend who everyone thought was going to be the one she would marry. His cock felt great and she would get turned on by being with him, but THIS is different! She never wanted him like she feels for this person she just met.

The rest of the evening is pretty tame. Nancy left to get something for dinner. She had asked if Shirley wanted to go with her but she was able to back off by saying that she really needed to finish studying. Which was the truth because she still had not learned anything. So, Nancy left and Shirley studied.

She must have dozed off because she was woken up to Nancy's soft voice.

"Hey, bookworm. Wake up."

Shirley looks up from the desk.

Nancy was standing over her and had changed to her night clothes. It was a long night shirt but she was awake enough to realize that Nancy was not wearing any shorts. What was underneath ,if anything, was only left to Shirley's imagination.

"Good night, " says Nancy.

"Night. " says Shirley as she gathers her book and heads for her room.

Still nothing was learned but she is finding that she doesn't really care.

Shirley lies in her bed and finds she can't stop thinking of her new friend sleeping such a short distance away. She pulls down the covers. She has never been comfortable in sleeping in the nude but tonight her panties are so wet that she pulls them off, removes her t-shirt and pulls the covers back over her.

Her hand moves up her naked leg and she is not surprised as to how wet her pussy is. She slowly begins to rub it. Normally her fantasies are pretty tame but tonight is different. As she rubs, she wishes it was Nancy's hand on her pussy. Playing with it. Rubbing it.

Her other hand finds her breast. Her 36 C's has always got whistles from boys but she could swear, as she pinches her short nipple, that Nancy was looking at them through the thin t-shirt she was wearing earlier. Nancy was wearing the baggy t-shirt but Shirley could swear that they were much bigger than hers.

Her fingers continue to play with her swollen pussy and she finds herself on fire with these thoughts. She rams one finger in but that still does not help. She shoves a second one in and pinches her nipple even harder. She pulls the covers back down and plays with herself rougher than she ever has.

She moves her hand down and rubs her clit as she reaches into her drawer and pulls out a ten inch dildo a friend gave her as a gag gift. She shoves it between her wet lips into her hot, aching pussy. She wishes that Nancy was doing this to her. She wishes she could ram this fake cock into her new friend.

In and out, in and out... She rubs her pussy harder. "Oh, Nancy... " she thinks.

Then she comes.

The world explodes as she finds herself enjoying her most powerful orgasm ever. Not even the boyfriend she left back home had done this to her.

As she lies there, she finds that she is not sleepy, as is often the case, but restless. Restless for the young girl down the hall. Restless with the desire to have her pussy looked at by that girl. Restless with the desire to by touched, licked and fucked by her new friend.

Restless with the desire to return the favor.

Thoughts of her new friend fills her mind as she begins to rub herself once more.

"Nancy... " she moans as she comes again.

She manages another orgasm before she becomes sleepy. As she drifts off to sleep Shirley knows that she is now different. No longer will she be the good little girl. She wants to be bad. She thinks once more of Nancy as she falls asleep not noticing her door slowly opening. Nancy looks at her new roommate and smiles. She picks up the dildo that Shirley left on the bed. She smells Shirley's scent as she licks the toy and grins. Lying the fake cock by her sleeping friend, she quietly leaves. Shirley's story...

As she grew up, Shirley was always a good little girl but she knew she was different. She liked women. She did have a boyfriend and the sex was okay but secretly she wanted to touch and taste another woman. However, she was the good little girl and hid behind boundaries she built for many years.

The day those boundaries began to crumble started only a few weeks after she began college. The daily routine of getting up, going to school, coming home, studying, going to sleep; had been established. This day was no different.

Already a test, she thinks as she reads the literature book.

"Can you give me a hand?"

The question takes Shirley by surprise and she looks up from her desk. Standing before her is a gorgeous young woman. She has trouble listening because she is so attracted to this person but is able to make out that the girl's name. Nancy. Her new roommate.

"I'm sorry to just pop in. I knocked and got no answer. I found that the door was unlocked."

"That's okay. " Shirley points to her book. " When I study, I lose track of my surroundings."

Shirley stands up.

"Now, let me help you " she says and follows Nancy out to her vehicle.

As she helps bring up some boxes she begins to hear about Nancy's life. However, she is lost. She is able to understand that Nancy is a year older than she is and was a good friend with Gina, a fellow student in her chemistry class who recommended Nancy as a fellow roommate, but all she can do is to stare at the woman. Things will be difficult now, she thinks as she wished she could run her fingers through Nancy's long golden hair.

"So what's your major?"

Nancy's question breaks Shirley's thoughts.

"Um... Business. I'm not sure what I am going to do yet."

"Who does, " Nancy lets out a laugh and Shirley joins her.

"Nice laugh, " says Nancy as she sets down the last box.

"Thanks."

The evening progresses slowly for Shirley. She finishes her studies but knows that she had not learned a damned thing. All the time she thought of Nancy.

Because of unpacking, Nancy had gotten comfortable. A real baggy t-shirt and very short shorts. From time to time, Nancy would emerge from her room to get a drink and smile. Shirley would smile back, and Nancy would return to her room. Never had Shirley been so turned on by another person. In school she had lost her virginity to a boyfriend who everyone thought was going to be the one she would marry. His cock felt great and she would get turned on by being with him, but THIS is different! She never wanted him like she feels for this person she just met.

The rest of the evening is pretty tame. Nancy left to get something for dinner. She had asked if Shirley wanted to go with her but she was able to back off by saying that she really needed to finish studying. Which was the truth because she still had not learned anything. So, Nancy left and Shirley studied.

She must have dozed off because she was woken up to Nancy's soft voice.

"Hey, bookworm. Wake up."

Shirley looks up from the desk.

Nancy was standing over her and had changed to her night clothes. It was a long night shirt but she was awake enough to realize that Nancy was not wearing any shorts. What was underneath ,if anything, was only left to Shirley's imagination.

"Good night, " says Nancy.

"Night. " says Shirley as she gathers her book and heads for her room.

Still nothing was learned but she is finding that she doesn't really care.

Shirley lies in her bed and finds she can't stop thinking of her new friend sleeping such a short distance away. She pulls down the covers. She has never been comfortable in sleeping in the nude but tonight her panties are so wet that she pulls them off, removes her t-shirt and pulls the covers back over her.

Her hand moves up her naked leg and she is not surprised as to how wet her pussy is. She slowly begins to rub it. Normally her fantasies are pretty tame but tonight is different. As she rubs, she wishes it was Nancy's hand on her pussy. Playing with it. Rubbing it.

Her other hand finds her breast. Her 36 C's has always got whistles from boys but she could swear, as she pinches her short nipple, that Nancy was looking at them through the thin t-shirt she was wearing earlier. Nancy was wearing the baggy t-shirt but Shirley could swear that they were much bigger than hers.

Her fingers continue to play with her swollen pussy and she finds herself on fire with these thoughts. She rams one finger in but that still does not help. She shoves a second one in and pinches her nipple even harder. She pulls the covers back down and plays with herself rougher than she ever has.

She moves her hand down and rubs her clit as she reaches into her drawer and pulls out a ten inch dildo a friend gave her as a gag gift. She shoves it between her wet lips into her hot, aching pussy. She wishes that Nancy was doing this to her. She wishes she could ram this fake cock into her new friend.

In and out, in and out... She rubs her pussy harder. "Oh, Nancy... " she thinks.

Then she comes.

The world explodes as she finds herself enjoying her most powerful orgasm ever. Not even the boyfriend she left back home had done this to her.

As she lies there, she finds that she is not sleepy, as is often the case, but restless. Restless for the young girl down the hall. Restless with the desire to have her pussy looked at by that girl. Restless with the desire to by touched, licked and fucked by her new friend.

Restless with the desire to return the favor.

Thoughts of her new friend fills her mind as she begins to rub herself once more.

"Nancy... " she moans as she comes again.

She manages another orgasm before she becomes sleepy. As she drifts off to sleep Shirley knows that she is now different. No longer will she be the good little girl. She wants to be bad. She thinks once more of Nancy as she falls asleep not noticing her door slowly opening. Nancy looks at her new roommate and smiles. She picks up the dildo that Shirley left on the bed. She smells Shirley's scent as she licks the toy and grins. Lying the fake cock by her sleeping friend, she quietly leaves.